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cr0wl i can be the man my dog thinks i am. 090327
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cr0wl my humblest gratitiude 101118
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raze i used to, though i'm not sure i ever believed he or she or it was really there. none of my prayers were answered. and they weren't anything outlandish. just simple things. like, "please make my mother and my stepfather and his extended family stop stomping on my soul every day of my life and telling me i'm the ugliest most unloveable thing to have ever lived." or, "please let me get some uninterrupted sleep tonight."

now i pray to an animal i loved and went on loving long after her heart stopped beating. she was small enough to slip into my coat pocket. not that she ever did. but she could have if she wanted to. she did more for me in a little less than two years than god has in more than forty.

if there is an afterlife, and if i'm called upon to speak my truth when i get there, i'll say that to anyone who's around to hear it. and i'll go on saying it until they send me straight to hell.
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